The Heartwood xxxxiii. by the emptiness

AW, ecologist mastery #6

The forest named Heartwood reminded the birdcaller of the razed timberland she had seen north of Deepwood Weald, where the once-grand Sequoias still stood sentinel despite their charred appearance. Some life had returned to that forest, however, while this one was completely blackened and dead -- as still as the ghostly woods beyond the river in the eastern corner of the this charred glen. 

Though she'd explored The Sentinels already, she didn't have much experience with burned landscapes and set to wandering idly, green eyes trailing over the ruin of the trees curiously as she examined the burned ecosystem.